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The fresh rays of a springtime sun were shining on the April day that I visited St. Lawrence University for an Admitted Students Open House during my senior year of high school. During this visit, I would go on to taste the full experience that a student here could expect.
Every day at five o’clock, a student bell ringer plays the bells of Gunnison Memorial Chapel. From all across campus you can hear bells chiming, playing everything from the alma mater, to a “Happy Birthday” request, to something that sounds suspiciously like the Flintstones theme song.
When St. Lawrence asks me to participate, my motto is to say yes as often as possible. I think very deeply about the commitment and the impact of what I can offer. I don’t know how to do anything half baked – it’s just not in my DNA.
If you were to ask me in my senior year of high school if I thought I would be a sorority girl, my answer would have been a definite no. But it turns out joining Greek life at St. Lawrence was one of the best decisions I could have made.
Pizza, Pasta, and endless Gelato! I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my fall semester junior year than studying abroad in Rome. Ever since freshman year, I knew that I wanted to study abroad. The first decision that I had to make was picking a city to pursue my-off campus studies.
There are many things to be considered when it comes down to choosing which university you want to call home for the next four years. Between the “freshman 15” myth and contemplating how you are going to live without your favorite meals from home, food can be a deciding factor.
My hands are clammy, I keep telling myself to sit up straight, and that knot in the pit of my stomach becomes more tangled. That is how all of my interviews go. After spending an hour getting dressed with all the pep talk I could muster up, I’m finally in front of another panel.
Growing up in a traditional European setting, where universities are pretty much all focused around one major, I did not quite understand the point of the liberal arts at first.
St. Lawrence, like any university, has several massive defining days throughout the year. There is the anxious excitement of Matriculation, the camaraderie of the hockey game against Clarkson, the joy of Fall Fest and Spring Fest, and the reflective magnificence of Commencement.
St. Lawrence University is home to some of the most unique college conditions. Our liberal arts campus offers an unparalleled serenity with modern infrastructure juxtaposed against the beauties of nature.
Sitting in a crowd filled with fellow SLU students, all of whom are gasping for a deep breath between bouts of laughter, you would think it would be easy to blend in.
Wednesday, August 26, 2015: My third day as a student at St. Lawrence University. Amidst the loud cheers of Orientation Leaders and the nervous chatter among new classmates, I clung to my first new First-Year Program (FYP) friend during the final round of Orientation icebreakers.
Pub cookies, candlelight and the alma mater. These are the things that come to mind when I think back on the many events and traditions that I have attended as a Laurentian.